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Arthur Rimbaud's Poetry, by title

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  • A Dream For Winter
    In the winter, we will leave in a small pink railway carriage
    With blue cushions. We will be comfortable.
    34 lines
  • A Winter Dream
    In winter we’ll travel in a little pink carriage
                        With cushions
    16 lines
  • After The Flood
    As soon as the idea of the Deluge had subsided,
    A hare stopped in the clover and swaying flowerbells,
    46 lines
  • Anguish
    Is it possible that She will have me forgiven for ambitions continually crushed,--
    that an affluent end will make up for the ages o
    11 lines
  • Antique
    Gracious son of Pan! Around your forehead
    crowned with flowerets
    10 lines
  • Asleep In The Valley
    A small green valley where a slow stream flows
    And leaves long strands of silver on the bright
    38 lines, 1 comment
  • At The Green Inn, Five In The Evening (Au Cabaret-Vert, Cinq Heures Du Soir)
    For a whole week I had ripped up my boots
    on the stones of the roads.
    34 lines
  • Barbarian
    Long after the days and the seasons, and people and countries.
    The banner of raw meat against the silk of seas and arctic flowers;
    13 lines
  • Being Beauteous
    Against a fall
    of snow,
    22 lines
  • Blackcurrant River
    Blackcurrant river rolls unknown in strange valleys;
    the voices of a hundred rooks go with it,
    16 lines
  • Bottom
    Reality being too thorny for my great personality.
    --I found myself nevertheless at my lady's,
    14 lines
  • Brussels
    Boulevard du Régent
    July Flowerbeds of amaranths right up to
    43 lines
  • Childhood
    That idol, black eyes and yellow mop, without parents or court,
    nobler than Mexican and Flemish fables;
    102 lines
  • Cities Vagabonds
    These are cities!
    And this is the people for whom these
    63 lines
  • City
    I am an ephemeral
    and a not too discontented citizen
    30 lines
  • Clearance Sale
    For what the Jews have not sold,
    what neither nobility nor crime have tasted,
    35 lines
  • Common Nocturne
    A breath opens operatic breaches
    in the walls,-- blurs the pivoting of crumbling roofs,--
    32 lines
  • Conclusion
    The pigeons which flutter in the meadow,
    the game which runs and sees in the dark,
    7 lines
  • Dance Of The Hanged Men
    On the black gallows, one-armed friend,
    The paladins are dancing, dancing
    122 lines
  • Dawn
    I have kissed the summer dawn.
    Before the palaces, nothing moved. The water lay dead.
    21 lines
  • Democracy
    "The flag goes with the foul landscape,
    and our jargon muffles the drum."
    15 lines
  • Departure
    Everything seen…
    The vision gleams in every air.
    8 lines
  • Drunken Coachman
    Unwashed
    Drinks:
    39 lines
  • Drunken Morning
    Oh, my Beautiful! Oh, my Good!
    Hideous fanfare where
    43 lines
  • Eternity
    It has been found again.
    What ? - Eternity.
    27 lines
  • Evening Prayer
    I spend my life sitting - like an angel
    in the hands of a barber - a deeply fluted beer mug
    17 lines
  • Evil (Le Mal)
    While the red-stained mouths
    of machine guns ring
    38 lines
  • Fairy
    For Helen, in the virgin shadows and the
    impassive radiance in astral silence,
    20 lines
  • Faun's Head
    Among the foliage, green casket flecked with gold;
    in the uncertain foliage that blossoms
    13 lines
  • Feasts Of Hunger
    My hunger, Anne, Anne, flee on your donkey.
    If I have any taste, it s for hardly anything
    21 lines
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